Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2012 17:34:16 -0700
From: Under Jug
Subject: Squirt - Part 4
Part 4
by Underjug
Code: B/b/b, oral, 1st, con
I collapsed, my head resting on the Transformers print pillow, my feet and
calves jutting out from the foot of the bed. My six-foot-two body was just
too long for the bed of an eight year old.
Tyler and his friend, Mark, snuggled by my side, using my hairless pecs for
pillows. I laid a hand on each hip and stroked the boys affectionately.
Tyler smiled. "Hey, I can hear your heart beating like a drum."
"I can kinda hear it a little bit, too, on this side," said Mark.
They pressed their ears into my chest like native guides from the movies
tracking their prey.
Mark giggled and pointed at my still-hard manhood. "Your cock is bouncing
the same time as your heartbeats."
Tyler smiled along with him. "Yeah, it's flicking up and down -- boing,
boing, boing, boing."
I was still too dazed to string together a coherent sentence, so I
entertained them by flexing my cock in rhythm. They totally dug it.
Up 'til now, being rock hard after coming seemed to be a physical
impossibility in my mind. On top of the other assumed impossibility, coming
twice in a row. The mysteries of sex were becoming known to me. For that I
had a pair of grade twoers to thank. And one in particular who broke my
cherry.
Tyler swallowed again. I moved my hand away from his hip and circled an
index finger around his flat stomach. I imagined my semen collecting in
there. His brain relaying signals to break it down and absorb the
protein. The whole idea filled me with awe. The contents of my ball sac
would become a part of Tyler. Forming a building block in his growth and
physical development.
I studied the boys. It was gratifying to see their little hardons poking
out from between their legs. The two little dudes were clearly enjoying
this as much as I was. I had so much affection for Tyler and Mark that I
would do anything to protect them.
"Caleb, I wish we could all stay together forever," Tyler sighed, breaking
the silence.
"Yeah, me too," Mark lamented.
"Me three," I added, and they smiled as I hugged them tightly.
Tyler lifted his head. "Caleb?"
"Uh huh."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, dude."
"When you shoot out your white chocolate sauce--"
"I get to drink it next," interrupted his friend.
I gave Mark a gentle squeeze of reassurance.
"You're gonna totally like it, too," Tyler said to make his friend feel
better. It was such a cool gesture that it endeared me even more to him.
"What was your question?"
"Well, when you shoot, do you get the ka-pow feeling like us?"
"What d'you mean?"
Mark jumped in to explain. "Like, when we suck on each other for a long
time, we get sparklers in our wieners and then they go, like, ka-pow."
"We don't shoot out white chocolate sauce like you. But it sure feels like
it."
I stared slack jawed. Did I hear right? My experience was so limited, I had
no idea that dry orgasms even existed. I'd never had one, never heard any
talk about it. I was trying to wrap my head around what these boys were
saying.
"No way," I ventured.
"Yeah way."
I glanced at their tiny cocklets. They both giggled at my disbelief. For a
few seconds, I thought about how I'd been gypped growing up. If only I'd
known. All the non-messy orgasms I could have had before puberty.
Tyler tilted his head. "Don't you believe us, Caleb?"
"It's true!" exclaimed Mark.
"Let me see," I said, and I scooted down to Tyler's little hairless
cock. My teenaged mouth so close to it. I could see Tyler beaming with
excitement. Mark crawled up and leaned on my arm for a better look.
I parted my lips and lowered my head. The little hardon, like a fleshy
wooden dowel, entered my mouth. It was so small and delicate. A miniature
version of my own cock. Tyler moaned as I began to suck gently. This way
my very first blowjob.
I curled my tongue around the hardon, savoring the tiny stick, the soft
ridge around the foreskin, and the puny head. I could feel the tight
ballsac against the tip of my tongue. It was wild having no pubes to tickle
my lips, only the wonderfully soft boy skin.
I may not have had much practice, but I had a better sense of what to do to
tease Tyler's little dick. He placed his young hands on the back of my
neck. It was like my mouth was French kissing this eight year old, only his
lips were the hairless groin and his tongue was his pencil-thin little rod.
Mark pressed into my arm, digging his chin into my bicep. I wasn't sure if
he was enjoying this or feeling left out, so I reached down and squeezed
his little hardon. He whimpered with pleasure.
I looked back up at Tyler, but he was in his own little world. My sensitive
cock forgot how worn out it was and grew rigid again. This was heaven for
me. I never wanted this night to end. Alone with two achingly cute
boys. Pleasuring wieners for eternity.
Tyler gasped. "Sparkler." His cocklet stiffened in my mouth. His moans grew
more urgent. "Oh, boy. Volcano."
Suddenly his cocklet pulsed in my mouth. Like the throbbing of a game
controller set to vibrate. The kid writhed underneath me. He grunted in his
fluty boy voice. Nothing shot out of his slit. But Tyler acted like
something had. Totally unreal.
Tyler collapsed and groaned happily, a lazy smile playing on his lips. I
was rock hard.
"Do me next, do me," Mark chirped.
"Ooooooohhhhhh, woooowww," Tyler said.
I still couldn't believe he'd had an orgasm. "Did it feel like stuff was
shooting out?"
"Totally. Like I had to pee, 'cept like how you squirt then stop then
squirt then stop."
"You guys are so lucky," I said.
"I know, 'cuz you did it so good."
I thought it better not to correct him. I was about to say I'd never
experienced a volcano as a boy, but the little dudes thought I was so
worldly I didn't want to burst their bubble.
"Do me, do me," Mark insisted.
I smiled at him. "Only if you say the magic word."
"Pleeeeeeeaaaase," Mark pleaded.
I winked at him then rolled over. Within seconds my mouth was gobbling up
his little cock. Tyler spooned me as best he could, wrapping his slender
arms around my neck and nestling his cheek against mine. He was getting a
closeup view of my second blowjob.
Mark was a bit more subdued than Tyler. His moans were restrained. His body
lay still. At times, though, he thurst upward, especially when I sucked
harder. The tiny cock was a shade smaller than Tyler's. Maybe half an inch,
quarter of an inch. Thinner. Almost no foreskin to speak of. His ballsac
was just one single pod, like Tyler's. And not a hair on him.
It took even less time before the volcano erupted. With almost silent,
ragged breaths, Mark dry came in my mouth. I loved the game controller
pulses. It turned me on that nothing shot out. Mark's body was all tensed
up, but now it collapsed like a rag doll.
"How was that?" I purred. Mark answered by hugging me tightly.
"Now we get to do you!" said Tyler.
"I dunno, dudes, that was three times already. Usually I only shoot once in
a night."
"Can't we at least try?" Mark pouted.
"Yeah. Your wiener--I mean, your cock--it's standing up again."
I couldn't understand it myself. But I didn't want to disappoint these
kids.
"A'ight, let's try."
The two friends traded exhilarated grins.
"Only this time let's try it another way." I propped up the two pillows
together and slid Tyler over to them. "Lay your head there."
"Hey, how come you get to suck it again?" said Mark.
"'Cuz you got to last time," said Tyler.
Here they were fighting with each other, and over the privilege of putting
my cock in their mouth. It was too much. The babysitter in me kicked in.
"Okay, no squabbling, dudes. C'mon, friends share."
Tyler softened his tone. "Remember you sucked it first, then I only came in
at the end to drink the white chocolate sauce?"
"Oh, yeah. Sorry," said Mark.
"Friends?" I prompted.
They smiled at one another. "Friends." "Friends."
I straddled Tyler, who lay propped up on the pillows. He figured out my
strategy pretty quickly and opened wide. I slid my cockhead into his mouth
as if it belonged there.
The sucking began again in earnest.
It was epic to get a clear bird's eye view of this next blowjob. The image
more resembled the oral porn I'd enjoyed on the internet. Though sated from
two powerful orgasms, my cockhead responded to the tender symphony of the
boy's tongue and lips. It was like starting fresh.
Seriously, how was this possible? I'd heard about multiple orgasms, but it
wasn't until I stepped into a bed with these boys did I realize it was
possible for me.
Mark took the initiative and crawled up beside the pillow. It was clear
that the positioning made it awkward for him to reach my balls. Instead he
focused on my exposed shaft with little licks from his sweet boy tongue.
I wouldn't have traded the experience for anything in the world. This was
absolute perfection. If it were porn, I'd want to put it on an endless
loop.
"Tyyyllleer. Maaaaark. Dudes. You are awesome. So aaaaawwwwwwesome."
Tyler and I locked eyes. I loved this kid. Totally loved him.
His mouth. My cockhead. Big boy and little boy joined together.
My heart was fit to burst.
All I wanted was to reward him with my seed.
"It's not white chocolate sauce," I managed to gasp out. "It's called
'cum.'"
"I knew that," said Mark between licks. "I heard that before."
It occurred to me that I hadn't jacked yet. I didn't need to. Between the
gentle but steady suction and the sensitivity focused on the underside of
my cockhead, I didn't need to work the shaft. And I liked it that way. It
felt more special and less like cheating if their mouths could make me
jizz. The little dudes seemed to relish the task.
The sucking and slurping were turning me on even more. I knew I couldn't
possibly watch them eating bananas or drinking milkshakes without popping
major wood. Or licking ice cream cones like Mark looked like he was
doing. Or shoving jaw breakers into their mouths like Tyler looked like he
was doing.
My balls dragged lazily across Tyler's chest as I repositioned myself a
bit. The boys paused dutifully as I got more comfortable, then when I
settled down the two resumed their tasks with gusto.
I didn't think I could come a third time. But my cock was super
charged. And before I knew it, the urge to shoot happened before I knew
it. There was no time to switch. And so I growled and fired into Tyler's
mouth again.
"Gaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwd!!!"
I could already see Mark look up in disappointment and betrayal. But my
head was too foggy from yet another intense orgasm. I could feel my
sphincter tighten up into a knot as I blasted away.
Tyler was thrilled as he drank up a second helping. I gasped and
panted. And knew I'd have some explaining to do.